Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Franny under the bridge Mud on her boots Counting the cars Like they’re passing excuses "Turn back now" She croaks through the gloom Practised her monster voice In an empty bedroom [Chorus] I scare them away so they won't come close Easier to be a story than a ghost Paint myself ugly so they never know How badly I’m begging (begging) For somebody’s eyes to stay Franny under the bridge all day [Verse 2] Chewing on stones Till her jaw feels numb Names on the bricks That she carved with her thumb Rumours like ivy Climb up the town "Don’t cross the river She’ll drag you down" [Chorus] I scare them away so they won't come close Easier to be a story than a ghost Paint myself ugly so they never know How badly I’m begging (begging) For somebody’s eyes to stay Franny under the bridge all day [Bridge] What if I waved Instead of snarled? (hey) What if I said "I’m just a girl" Would they still run If they heard my name? If I stepped in the sun Would I melt Or change? [Chorus] I scare them away so they won't come close Easier to be a story than a ghost Paint myself ugly so they never know How badly I’m begging (begging) For somebody’s hands to reach Under the bridge And say "Franny, you’re not what they preach" [Outro] Franny under the bridge Water keeps moving on She hums to the dark Till the dark hums along
Tags
Moody alt-pop ballad with British female vocals; close-mic’d, breathy delivery over detuned electric piano and distant, filtered drums. Sparse first verse, then chorus blooms with reverb-drenched harmonies and a pulsing sub bass. Eerie reversed guitar swells and warped vocal chops between sections, ending on a hushed, exposed final line that lets room tone linger., female vocals
Duration
3:29
Instrumental
No
Created
4/12/2026